I Love

The way your fingers slip in to mine
The way you lay your head on my chest,
when we sit on the couch.
The way your lips are soft and warm.
The way you are pressed against my back,
when I awake in the morning.

The way of your girlish giggle
The way your hair falls across your
face and neck.
The way you lay your head on my shoulder,
when we dance.

The silky softness of your body
The sparkle in your eyes
The essence of you.
The way you always think of others
before yourself.
The way you always make me feel special.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 5, 2007
Poem Edited: Saturday, December 18, 2010

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